I'm not a psychopath!

Countless demon warriors surged in, and they seemed to know the fate of the demon high-level defeated. At this moment, each of them was filled with anger and despair.

They wanted to drag the human race to death.

Several flying boats were connected together, and several leaders on the flying boats released their breath tacitly.

Jiang Qing had reached the level of transformation of the gods, and instantly crushed the other three parties. The alliance also needed a leader and a person in charge.

The four parties' divine thoughts quickly communicated:

"They just want to drag us to death!"

"It's not worth fighting with them. After this battle, no matter what, we will no longer have the strength to fight back."

"What about the dynasty? If it's the turn of the middle-level elite, they should have the most, why didn't anyone come..."

"Stop arguing." Jiang Qing said: "The demons are desperately counterattacking, and we are also used to drag the demons to death.

It has always been clear what to do."

What to do?

What else can we do? Only fight!

It's either you die or I live.

"But we have a god on our side. Hehe, the demons will never expect that we can complete the task with ease."

Jiang Qing glanced at the person who spoke. Did he want him to take the lead?

If it were normal, he would not be the first to rush to the front, but now, even if it was to allow the disciples of Ziyun Sect to survive a little longer, he had to stand in the front.

Jiang Qing rode in the front.

His figure left a trail of afterimages on the battlefield, like a silver meteor.

He pushed the flying sword to the extreme, and the sword light danced around him like a violent storm, dazzling the eyes.

The flying sword was so fast that it left a trail of silver-white afterimages in the air. From a distance, it looked like a silver-white cover covering Jiang Qing.

Any demon who touched this 'cover' was instantly torn into pieces by the sharp sword energy without exception, and turned into a ball of blood mist.

The high-ranking members of the demon race have been cleared out, and the remaining ones are at most the Nascent Soul level demons.

For Jiang Qing.

These demons no longer pose a threat.

He was able to fight against the Nascent Soul of the demon race when he was at the Golden Core level. Now that he is at the Spiritualization level, he is even more unstoppable.

Killing these demons is like cutting melons and vegetables.

But...

This scene is only a small part of the entire battlefield. Although the remaining 99% of the warriors may be called geniuses, they are definitely not geniuses of Jiang Qing's level.

Most of them are not even qualified to enter the training camp. When fighting with demon warriors of the same level, they not only cannot gain an advantage, but are often at a disadvantage.

Even with the help of their fellow disciples, they still feel a lot of pressure.

This is the demon domain, the territory of the demon race.

In all directions, wherever you look, there are demon warriors, and the number is shocking.

In addition to the demons at the Nascent Soul level, there are also Golden Core, Foundation Building, and even lower-level monsters joining the battle.

Although these low-level monsters were not on their cleanup list, in theory, even if they were demonized, they would not affect the overall situation.

But here, these low-level monsters caused them great trouble.

These low-level monsters were numerous, like cow hair, constantly swarming towards the human race's front line.

Everyone had to deal with them distractedly.

Even if one sword could kill a monster, after a few hours, because of the continuous emergence of these low-level monsters, their losses were extremely huge.

The sword light intertwined into a web of death on the land of the monster domain, harvesting the lives of the monsters.

...

Time flew on the battlefield.

It ruthlessly took away countless lives, leaving behind a land of blood and fire.

Some people fell here and slept forever on this barren land; some people were dying, using up their last bit of strength to support their broken bodies; some people were exhausted, and their eyes lost their former spirit.

The crazy counterattack of the monsters shortened the war process between the human race and the monsters infinitely.

Jiang Qing stood at the forefront of the battlefield, leaning on the Longyuan Sword. He looked back and found that he had penetrated the demon army.

Although it would take some time to deal with the remaining demon soldiers, the balance of victory had already tilted towards the human race.

Another six hours later.

The coalition forces of the four major immortal gates won this hard-fought victory at a heavy price.

Half of the casualties, one out of every two people died, which was already a very good result, if the next one went smoothly.

Because this was only the first "match", there were still many scattered demons in the demon domain, and they did not gather together, which was also the reason why the strongest of the human race did not clean up these "miscellaneous soldiers".

The strongest could certainly kill a large group with one slap, but the demon domain was vast and there were many demons, all scattered everywhere.

It was unrealistic to chop mosquitoes with a big knife.

Only when the strongest left did these demons dare to gather again.

After solving this gathered combat power, the remaining clearing work became relatively simple, but it took a lot of time.

Jiang Qing stood on the battlefield, looking into the distance and muttering to himself: "Demon Territory..."

"The boundary wall in the north of the northern border, the boundless sea that is difficult to cross, then where is the boundary of the demon territory?"

Jiang Qing couldn't help but be curious, and he had heard that the demon clan seemed to have colluded with the forces outside the boundary.

"Since I'm here, let's go and take a look."

Jiang Qing leaped up.

The ground was rapidly retreating under him, but he still felt it was not fast enough. He quickly fixed his sight on the coordinates, and then the teleportation array was formed instantly.

Since he entered the realm of transformation, his ability has become stronger and stronger. He can teleport to almost any place he sees, which is infinitely close to teleportation.

Wushan.

The border of the demon race.

As Jiang Qing approached the border of Wushan, an ancient and heavy breath came to his face.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, penetrating through the layers of fog, and he saw the huge monster behind Wushan that shocked him at a glance.

Behind Wushan, a huge figure stood quietly between heaven and earth, its head exposed above the mountain peak, and a pair of blood-red eyes like a large water tank flashed scarlet light, as if containing endless power and anger.

This endless mountain range blocked its body and seemed to block its progress.

Wushan seemed to have a special power

And at the foot of Wushan.

A big demon was dying. Its body was huge. Judging from the remaining breath, it was once a powerful existence.

It was trying hard to crawl out of Wushan, but every attempt ended in failure.

Its eyes were full of unwillingness and despair. Obviously, it was almost at the end of its life.

"Is this the demon ancestor?" Jiang Qing was shocked. His sight continued to move downward and found that behind the demon ancestor, there were ten figures sitting cross-legged.

From the momentum they exuded, it was obvious that they were the ones who forced the demons to Wushan.

One of them, Jiang Qing knew, was the leader of his Ziyun Sect - Ziyun Zhenren.

Ziyun Zhenren sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was practicing or healing. He exuded a faint purple aura, which formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.

Jiang Qing frowned, and he felt something was wrong.

According to the plan, these powerful people should have rushed to the north to participate in the battle against the demon god. Why are they still meditating here?

Countless questions came to his mind, but soon, he suppressed them.

Jiang Qing approached cautiously, but then he thought that he didn't have anything to hide.

As the distance got closer, Jiang Qing finally saw their faces clearly.

Except for Master Ziyun, the others were also top-level masters of the human race, and their faces were extremely tired.

He also found that the mountain of Wushan was engraved with dense array patterns, which emitted a faint light and were connected to the aura of the ten strongest men.

This Wushan seemed to be like the Tianmen Realm in the north of the northern border, which was created to resist something...

Demon God!

"So that's it." Jiang Qing suddenly realized that he didn't expect that a demon god really appeared here.

Now the ten strongest men were all held back, and the situation was not optimistic. Seeing that several of them were already extremely exhausted, after all, they had experienced a great battle with the demon race before.

If they continue, I'm afraid they will be broken!

And in the north...

If this is the case, the human race is probably finished. The rumors that the demon race is colluding with the demon gods outside the domain are probably true.

Jiang Qing raised his head and looked at Wushan, and his red eyes seemed to look over.

"Jiang Qing, come here."

Ziyun Zhenren called.

He then retracted his gaze and walked towards the few people, but the closer he got, the greater the pressure on him, and he couldn't get close to them at all.

"Hey, you can actually get here... You, your cultivation has already reached the level of transformation?" Ziyun Zhenren asked incredulously.

Jiang Qing nodded, not hiding his cultivation.

"How long has it been..."

Ziyun Zhenren's words also expressed the thoughts of others. In fact, since Jiang Qing became the leader of the battle of destiny, everyone has been paying attention to him.

It has been only a month since the end of the battle of destiny, and the Nascent Soul has just passed the tribulation and broken through.

It's been a month?

It's already a transformation?

Ziyun Zhenren stared at Jiang Qing for a long time. This phenomenon is not normal, and there must be some reason.

Ziyun Zhenren's eyes lingered on Jiang Qing for a long time, and his deep eyes seemed to see through the secrets deep in his soul.

Jiang Qing felt a little uncomfortable being looked at.

Finally, Ziyun Zhenren seemed to understand something, and then fell into a long period of contemplation.

Jiang Qing stood aside, watching these powerful people seem to communicate something in silence, but no one told him what happened. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and even couldn't help complaining.

Fortunately, at this time, Qingsu cast a reassuring look, which calmed his restless heart a little.

At the same time, the other powerful people also stopped their flirting, and obviously reached a consensus.

Ziyun Zhenren finally spoke, with a hint of imperceptible excitement in his voice: "Is there a heavenly palace in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

Jiang Qing was shocked. The existence of the heavenly palace was his biggest secret. Among the people present, no one knew it except Master Qingsu.

He knew that Qingsu would not harm him, so he nodded heavily.

"Good!" Ziyun Zhenren's voice was full of strength and hope, "God will not destroy our human race!"

The other strongest people also showed joyful expressions. They looked at each other with excitement in their eyes. "Hahahaha, there is hope. In the desperate situation, I suddenly heard the grass and trees blooming. Good boy!"

Then, Ziyun Zhenren explained the role of the Heavenly Palace to Jiang Qing.

The Heavenly Palace, as an opportunity to become an immortal, has only existed in legends from ancient times to the present, and now, it has appeared on Jiang Qing.

If Jiang Qing can become a cultivator who can pass the tribulation, he will have the opportunity to enter the gate of the Heavenly Palace, receive the immortal light, and achieve the legendary position of an immortal.

If there is an immortal sitting in the human race, what demons and monsters dare to attack?

"So..."

Ziyun Zhenren continued: "Based on the traces I have seen so far, including the national teacher, several people have chosen you. We will help you pass the tribulation!"

As soon as the voice fell, the strongest began to act. They began to disperse their power and injected their power into Jiang Qing's body without reservation.

In the world of immortal cultivation, initiation is an extremely wasteful way of cultivation, usually only one in ten survives, but now, these beings standing at the peak of humanity have chosen to use this method to help Jiang Qing.

Qing Su originally wanted to join in, but was stopped by Ziyun Zhenren, "You are not a big deal. After we old guys disperse our power, the demon god will definitely escape. You take my disciple away from here and go to the imperial city!"

Under the initiation of so many strongest people, Jiang Qing felt that the power in his body was growing rapidly, never so fast before.

The cultivation level has been pushed all the way to the late stage of the transformation of the spirit!

Ziyun Zhenren and other powerful people showed a satisfied smile on their faces, but at least they were satisfied to see that there was still hope for the future of the human race.

With the transmission of the last bit of power, the figures of the powerful people began to gradually become transparent, and finally turned into stars and dissipated between heaven and earth.

...

A huge gap appeared on Wushan Mountain, and the demon god entered!

However, before this disaster came, Jiang Qing and Qingsu had quietly left, and went to the imperial city with a heavy heart.

In the imperial city, all the people looked up at Jiang Qing, their eyes full of expectation and uneasiness.

The war in the north has reached the most critical moment, and the reinforcements cannot arrive in time. Only the national teacher is left struggling to support it.

But even the national teacher seems powerless in the face of such a powerful demon god.

Countless eyes are watching Jiang Qing, he has become the last hope of the human race.

And now, Jiang Qing decided to start forcibly crossing the tribulation. He wants to become a cultivator in the tribulation period, so that there is a possibility of turning the tables.

The road to the tribulation is full of difficulties.

This will be a test of life and death.

"The tribulation is coming!"

A terrifying and boundless phenomenon suddenly appeared in the heaven and earth.

North.

The national teacher suddenly turned back, and he felt the movement of the imperial city, "That kid is going to cross the tribulation, good news, great news."

A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the national teacher.

He began to dissolve his body, his physical body rushed towards the devil tide, and his soul flew back to the capital and rushed directly to the heavenly tribulation!

He wanted to pave the way for Jiang Qing!

Sure enough, the heavenly tribulation was extinguished, and Jiang Qing did not encounter any obstacles. Although the heavenly tribulation was condensed and not dispersed, it did not fall. Now he didn't have the heart to think so much.

"It must succeed."

"Yes, yes."

Everyone stared at the figure. This was the will of the people, the recognition of the heaven and earth, and the recognition of the creatures in the world. The inexplicable huge luck was bestowed on Jiang Qing.

He successfully entered the tribulation period.

Jiang Qing did not stop, opened the heavenly palace in the sea of ​​consciousness, and led the immortal light into the flesh. His cultivation had a qualitative leap at this moment.

For a long time.

He sighed. Although he was only a half-step human immortal, he was already extremely powerful, even surpassing those demon gods.

With a stroke of his finger, the space broke into a crack.

Jiang Qing went back to the small world and brought Qing Su in. In the small world, Jiang Qing met Qin Xiaosui, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

Then, he went out alone and killed two demon gods.

The ninth day of the eighth month of the Daxia calendar.

Good luck to the world.

On the yellow sand wasteland north of the northern border, Jiang Qing walked step by step, leaving a line of blood-red footprints.

Just like the golden footprints before.

He blocked the southern border with great power and strengthened the border seal, which could at least guarantee peace for 100,000 years.

As for him...

Naturally, he went to kill Liudao!

There is also a true way to become an immortal. Some people should not die like this.

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